It was a clear, sunny day in Gotham City. Most employees were aching to escape their cramped offices and soak in some sunshine. Children were chasing each other off the afternoon school-busses. Laughter trickled through the air.
Rachel Dawes was sitting contentedly at her desk, filing through a hefty stack of paperwork. An assistant DA's job was was far from simple, but she enjoyed her work nonetheless.
Rachel reached for a manila envelope and flipped it over. It was very light, but not empty. No return address. In fact, it was completely unmarked except her name scrawled across the front. Frowning, she slit it open and cautiously peered inside. Rachel pulled out a scrap a paper: "this should help with the case against Maroni."
An anonymous tip. Looking deeper in the envelope, rachel pulled out a tiny clear plastic baggie filled with a powdery substance.
She tried to open it, but the plastic was slick, and she didnt have a great grip. At last it burst open, unfortunately exploding its contents all over Rachel's face and desk. She sneezed, then shook her head and dusted off her desk and skirt. Rachel resealed what was left and set aside. She would send it for testing.
She intended to drop it off on her way to lunch; she was meeting Bruce at a local cafe today. Harvey wouldn't be thrilled to know this, but then again, Rachel had no intention of filling him in. She grabbed her keys and handbag and rose to leave.
But as she stood, a crippling wave of nausea and dizziness overcame her. Rachel's knees buckled as she collapsed.
Only a few minutes later, her eyes flickered open. Rachel groaned as she attempted to pull herself to her feet. Every inch of her body protested at this sudden movement- Why was she so sore? Rachel's mind was cloudy, and she found it difficult to process where exactly she was. This terrain was unfamiliar to her. Then she spotted a pen lying next to her that was roughly as tall as she was. She screamed and nearly fell off the edge of her own desk. She quickly backed towards the center, nearly tripping over strewn papers as she did so.
She was hyperventilating now. But her breath caught in her throat when a *large* shadow enveloped her figure.
Rachel gasped and whirled about--
Staring down at her was ______ ?
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